Li Yao thought for a while and said, "I think there are two possibilities, the first is that the so-called visitors' experience is simply the emperor's new clothes, deceiving themselves."

There are many things, often the authority says a conclusion, and the people who follow it will extend on this conclusion.

It seems that if you don't say that, you don't seem to understand.

It's like some well-known luxury brands have come out with very old-fashioned new models.

And there are still some people on the Internet who think that people are trendy.

"There is some truth in Mr. Hai's words, but it is impossible for everyone to follow the crowd, the portrait of the Mona Lisa has been appreciated by countless well-known people since its birth." Zhang Mengmeng said.

"If that's the case, then there's only one other possibility, the portraits in the exhibition hall are fake. Maybe that's why they're banning it." Li Yao said.

Supposedly, the chances of a fake in the museum are very low.

But apart from this explanation, Li Yao couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation.

"Mr. Hai, why don't you take me to see it?" Zhang Mengmeng said.

Li Yao looked at the time, it was almost 4 o'clock in the morning.

It should be too late to rush over now.

"Okay, I'll take you in and have a look." Li Yao said.

"Hmm!"

This time, Ami Fukada stayed in the hotel, and Li Yao carried Zhang Mengmeng on his back and went downstairs from the hotel window along the drain.

For Li Yao, there is no burden on carrying a person.

The girl hugged Li Yao tightly, and she didn't dare to come out, for fear that it would affect Li Yao.

"Alright, we're downstairs." Li Yao patted the girl's arm and said.

Zhang Mengmeng was suddenly embarrassed.

"I'm sorry Mr. Hai, I ...... I was so nervous."

"Just get used to it, I'll take you to the Louvre now, and the more exciting ones are yet to come." After Li Yao finished speaking, he directly turned into an afterimage and swept over.

Zhang Mengmeng's little heart almost popped out.

It's so fast, it's a hundred times more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

The girl could only close her eyes and cover her mouth with her hands, she was worried that she would not be able to hold back her screams.

"Alright, we're at the top of the Louvre." Li Yao's voice came.

It took Zhang Mengmeng a long time to react.

When her feet were on the ground, she felt like she was stepping on cotton.

"Mr. Hai, you are too powerful, you are simply superhuman." Zhang Mengmeng really couldn't find any better adjective.

Li Yao smiled, "Superman is abroad, I am me, your man."

Zhang Mengmeng's face flushed, and secretly said that at this time, Mr. Hai, you are not serious?

But this feeling is really safe.

[Ding, Zhang Mengmeng's favorability +1, current favorability 96 points]

[Reward the host Shenhao points 10, the host's current Shenhao points 108]

Li Yao didn't expect that this could make the girl improve her favorability, which was a bit surprising!

"Okay, we're going to enter the Louvre now, the ventilation ducts are a little dirty, bear with me." Li Yao said.

"Hmm!" Zhang Mengmeng nodded.

The two of them successfully entered the exhibition hall on the second floor.

Zhang Mengmeng also saw the masterpiece she dreamed of.

The girl looked at it and was a little fascinated.

"How so?"

"Impossible?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

The girl muttered to herself.

"What's wrong?" Li Yao asked.

"Although this painting is also beautiful, it really doesn't have the charm of the Mona Lisa, it may be real or fake, but I can't be sure." Zhang Mengmeng said.

After all, the girl is just a student of art.

Without a professional appraisal, she naturally can't determine the authenticity.

"That's easy, let's go back first." Li Yao said.

After the two returned to the hotel smoothly.

Zhang Mengmeng asked, "Is there any way for Mr. Hai to determine the authenticity of the painting? Why don't you find a master appraiser to come and have a look?"

"I don't have that skill." Li Yao said, "If everything is normal in the exhibition hall, it may be really troublesome.

Now that the exhibition hall is closed to the outside world, I think there may be something greasy in it.

As the owner of the Louvre, I must know these things, and I will find him and ask him, and maybe I can ask for some other news." Li Yao replied.

Li Yao is so confident, mainly because he has the awesome skill of mind control.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Li Yao dialed Aung San Suyi's phone and asked her to investigate the information of the Louvre owner through the intelligence network.

Today's Black Shield Security, the intelligence network is very powerful.

Even if you can't find the information yourself, you can buy it through the international black market.

On the international black market, as long as you have the money, you can buy almost any message.

Soon, Li Yao received an email from Aung San Suyi.

Inside there are details of the owner of the Louvre.

Details to where he lives, what kind of sports he usually likes, and how many mistresses he has......

After reading the email, Li Yao immediately deleted it.

"Yami, don't go out of the hotel for the two of you, I'll go talk to this Kleist Pavilion Master." Li Yao said.

The two girls nodded.

8 p.m.

Somewhere in a private estate 50 km from the Louvre.

Kleist is enjoying a mandarin duck bath with his little mistress.

Li Yao stood quietly at the door of the bathroom, listening to the sound inside, he also had some ideas.

Wait until Kleist finishes tossing, and walks out naked with his little mistress.

Suddenly, I saw a stranger standing in the bedroom.

He almost screamed.

"You'd better keep quiet, or you'll die." Li Yao said lightly.

Kleist swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and turned to cover his little mistress's mouth.

"What do you want? Money or women?" Kleist asked.

He struggled to keep himself calm.

Because he knew that the other party could easily bypass the bodyguards outside the door to enter, and it would never be against ordinary people.

He knew better that calling for help at this time was completely looking for death.

Li Yao nodded, and then slashed Kleist's little mistress with a palm knife.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Kleist asked.

"You're a smart person, don't ask such stupid questions." Li Yao said.

Kleist took a few deep breaths and picked up the cigar next to the bed and smoked it, trying to hide his panic.

"I'll just ask you a question, and if you cooperate, I'll leave immediately, otherwise...... Tomorrow there will only be two more corpses in this room,

And your scandal will make headlines." Li Yao said lightly.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Why is that Mona Lisa in the Louvre fake?" Li Yao asked.

He did not ask if the portrait was fake, but why the other party was.

There was a hint of horror in Kleist's eyes,

Immediately, he quibbled: "This is impossible, there are absolutely no fakes in our museum."

Li Yao sighed, he wanted not to use his mind control.

As it turns out, it still works.